i'm at a holiday/cast party for Black Nativity. we just had a successful run of the play to some pretty packed houses, so i feel pretty good about what Amun Ra Theatre has been able to do over the last year since our first production of the show.
i am not really being anti-social. we all talked, ate, and shared. now everyone is watching the video of the show for the first time, and i snuck-ded away to do a little research on tomorrow's topics for News and Notes with Ed Gordon on NPR. i'm going to be on the roundtable, so stop in and check out the audio file and see how it goes.
as the holiday cheer abounds, i find myself wondering exactly what i'm going to be doing this weekend. i'm no longer a Santa man, so the lure of that jolly old fella isn't particularly strong anymore. i do get to go and pick up my daughter for the holidays next week. i am looking forward to that. she's getting so tall now at 11, i think she might give 6'2" me a run before she hits 18.
more than anything, i am looking forward to a bit of a break before i get out on the road to do promotions for The Second Chance Movie. looks like i can fit in some performances of "How Blak Kin Eye Bee" in between. i miss doing that show, but in order to do my best, i'm going to have to get something i haven't seen in months...
sleep.
i really don't want to go to sleep most nights. i feel kind of guilty if i haven't labored so hard that my face hits the computer, and i'm told that i shouldn't feel guilty about sleeping. i don't buy it (well, sometimes i do). i just know that in order to do what's necessary to tell the stories i want to tell, i have to put in the time that most people aren't willing to. there has to be a sacrifice made.
however, as i've gotten older, i've been faced with the crossroads of health. if i take the time to get some sleep, then i can add some years onto my life as opposed to shortening it. i guess when it's all said and done, a few hours wouldn't kill me, eh?
i'm going to go ahead and finish some articles, go catch the end of the play on video, then go home and sleep...maybe. before the holy-daze disappear, i'll have to blog a little about the meaning of the season.
peace and love
joc
